Game of Thrones: Attack on the North Wolf

Chapter 24 Chaos in the North
"drive!"

"Come on! The person who kills the most enemies will pick the loot and women first!"

"Haha, that must be me!"

On the commercial road from Hornwood City to White Harbor, a group of hundreds of cavalry carrying the banner of the Bolton family suddenly rushed out of the woods near the commercial road, and came towards a caravan ahead with guns and swords raised.

This caravan consisted of twelve carriages and dozens of riders. It was considered a large caravan in the northern border.

The experienced caravan leader was not overly alarmed. He frowned and looked at the Bolton family's flag. While telling everyone to speed up, he immediately asked his men to abandon the three carriages of relatively low value.

However, this group of Bolton family cavalry did not snatch the three abandoned carriages at all.

They came straight towards the caravan that was fleeing in a panic.

"It's not right! They are not looking for money! They are purely targeting us, stop moving forward!

The carriages were surrounded in a circle, and everyone surrounded the carriages to prepare for battle. "

The leader of the caravan who has traveled back and forth from north to south for more than ten years, his judgment ability is definitely at the upper-middle level.

He immediately stopped the caravan's fleeing behavior and arranged simple but effective defensive measures to face the cavalry raid.

However, the mercenaries and free cavalry he recruited could not compare with the elite cavalry of the Bolton family.

The battle will soon be over,

After half of the caravan members died, the rest of the caravan surrendered.

pat, pat!
There was a sound of horseshoes, and several cavalry came to the caravan members who were disarmed and knelt on the ground surrounded by the Bolton family cavalry.

"Master Ramsay!"

"Say hello to the adults!"

"My lord, everyone is here except the dead."

Seeing the person coming, the Bolton family cavalry all said hello, and Erin, his subordinate, reported the situation to him immediately.

"Ok!"

Ramsay nodded, then smiled and asked the person kneeling on the ground, "Who is the leader of the caravan?"

"Master Ramsay, I am the leader of the caravan. I went to the Dreadfort to do business before, and we greeted each other, do you remember?"

The caravan leader kneeling on the ground heard Ramsay's question and quickly stood up to answer, while raising his head to let him see clearly.

"Oh? It's you? Then I will treat you well today!"

There was a sinister smile on the corner of Ramsay's mouth, and he turned his head and said to Erin behind him,
"Set up a peeling stand, let my acquaintance enjoy it first. By the way, the technique is better, let him enjoy it more!"

"No, no! Lord Ramsay, I dedicate all the goods to you.

I have other assets, I want to redeem my life!Please spare your life! "

The caravan leader heard that Ramsay was going to skin him.

Even though he traveled all over the world and had a lot of experience, he couldn't help shaking his legs with fright, begging for mercy with tears all over his face.

"Very well, you really are a valuable person!"

Ramsay nodded to the caravan leader with a smile on his face.

Then, seeing the relaxed expression of the caravan leader who had escaped death, he said to Erin in a wicked way, "Don't waste his valuable corpse later, feed it to my hounds!"

"Hey, obey!"

Erin, who had followed Ramsay for a long time, gave an apologetic laugh at the right time, and led the caravan leader along with them to leave.

"no no!……

Ramsay Snow, you bastard son of a bitch, I curse you, I curse you to die worse than me! "

The leader of the caravan who was dragged away begged for mercy at first, but later, knowing that he would die, he began to curse.

Ramsay showed an exaggerated frightened expression, plucked his ears, and said to the captives kneeling on the ground: "Your leader scolded me, I am very scared! So, I will kill you all to prevent you from letting us I died worse than him!"

"No, my lord! Please be merciful!"

"My lord, we are just mercenaries. Your cavalry is here. Let us surrender immediately!"

"grown ups!……"

The captives kneeling on the ground immediately howled when they heard Ramsay's words, begging for mercy.

"Cough, Lord Ramsay, please don't forget our purpose today!"

At this time, among the crowd riding with Ramsay, a young rider spoke.

"Oh, dear Sam! I almost forgot if you hadn't reminded me!"

Ramsay turned his head and made a suddenly realized expression, and replied to the young rider.

Sam hated Ramsay extremely in his heart, but he still said respectfully on his face: "It's my honor to remind you, otherwise I will live up to the role that our adults sent me here."

"Yes, I can't disrupt that lord's arrangement!"

Ramsay nodded respectfully in agreement, then turned to the captives and said, "You are very lucky today! I, Ramsay of the Bolton family, announce that half of you can survive.

From now on, the last half standing can leave. "

After announcing his decision with a smile, Ramsay rode his horse and turned to leave.

"what!"

A mercenary who understood what he meant took out a short dagger hidden in his boots, and directly inserted it into the neck of a caravan member beside him.

This scream seemed to wake up all the prisoners, and they beat each other.

With fists, heads, and mouths, I tried hard to make the caravan members who traveled with me never stand up.

Hearing the roar and screams behind him, Ramsay pulled a smile from the corner of his mouth.

Sam looked at the beating captive with a livid face, his hands holding the horse's reins were tightly clenched, and his veins burst out.

Taking a deep breath and remembering his mission, he led three wolf guards with the same expressions behind him and chased in the direction of Ramsay.

……

There are two types of merchant routes in the north, one is to transport by land, and go to the southern borders through Carlin Bay.The other is to transport by sea through White Harbor in Bite Bay.

White Harbor is the main trading port in the north, located at the mouth of the White Knife River into the Bite Bay.

This is an ice-free port, even in winter, people can pass through here to trade with the southern port city and the nine free city-states.

Newcastle, the residence castle of the Manderly family, sits on a hill within the walls of White Harbor.The castle stairs lead directly from the wolf's den at the bottom of the mountain to the new castle on the mountain.

Lord Wyman Manderly, whose weight was comparable to that of King Robert, was sitting in his luxuriously decorated study, frowning at the letter from Raven in his hand.

"All the caravans going to White Harbor were attacked by the cavalry of the Bolton family? Including caravans directly under other noble families?"

Earl Wyman, who was silent while reading the letter, suddenly raised his head and asked Maester Theomo beside him.

"Yes, Lord Wyman!"

The gray-haired Maester Theomo nodded, and continued in a slow tone,
"Basically, only half of the caravan encountered the Bolton family cavalry survived. According to them, the cruel Ramsay Snow forced them to kill each other to survive."

"Didn't kill them all, but let them go, did you use their mouths to spread this matter?"

Turning a jewel ring on his hand, Earl Wyman's eyes were full of contemplation.

It can be seen that his shrewdness is directly proportional to his size.

"Have the Stark family and the Bolton family responded?"

Earl Wyman continued to ask.

"The Stark family has not responded yet. It should be that after Lord Eddard became the Hand of the King, Lord Robb just took over as acting city lord and is still sorting out the internal affairs of Winterfell.

The Bolton family responded, and Lord Luce replied that the illegitimate son Ramsay had defected with some of the family's cavalry, and he was currently chasing him. "

"Heh, what a joke, Roose Bolton led the Bolton family army, which is the second most powerful in the north, and hasn't chased down his illegitimate son for so long?"

Earl Wyman chuckled, continued to look at the letter in his hand, and murmured,
"I seem to smell something bad.

Sir Ed just took office in the distant city of King's Landing, and the young wolf lord took over Winterfell, and this kind of chaos occurred in the northern border.

But this "Master Leech" of the Bolton family has always been good at calculating, shouldn't he use such a clumsy method? "

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